Appalachian Blessings

We watched a local program recently about businesses that take folks foraging for foods and then partner with area restaurants to prepare the foraged goods for your dinner. Fun! Except. They showed a chef using poke berries to make a glaze for peaches. Ummm. My momma...

I've hit one of those in-between times in my writing. I've kind of gotten into the swing of promoting one book, editing another, and writing a third all more or less at the same time. But this week I've hit a lull. The latest round of edits on The Sound of Rain...

It's a sad fact. Critters don't always make it to the other side of the road. Each morning I take Thistle out for her morning constitutional along the two-lane, dead-end road where we live. There's not a ton of traffic, but what there is tends to move too fast. And,...

Gardens are a way of life in Appalachia. Ours went from producing lettuce in May to potatoes in September. But the best time was July into August when we'd eat tomatoes, sweet corn, and green beans with new potatoes. Of course, gardens take a LOT of work and time....

Tuesday was West Virginia Day. And I've been celebrating all week. We ate Oliverio's peppers over pasta on Monday. I gathered a bouquet of rhododendron on Tuesday. I've been singing the state song all week. Now if only I had a pepperoni roll . . . Part of the annual...